Elara Dessey looked down at the little wolf girl held in Wilson's arms. Her chubby little hand held up a piece of wheat candy, her clear eyes full of innocence and purity, stirring the coldness in Elara's heart. A hint of warmth appeared in her usually cold eyes, and her lips curved up unconsciously. She did not refuse the candy.
"Thank you," she said, reaching out to take it, peeling off the wrapper, and putting it in her mouth.
"It's good," the little wolf girl smiled, her eyes curved like new moons. She lowered her chubby hand and poked Wilson's face, while her other small paw clutched a patched pocket tightly. "No more candy."
"I'll buy you more later," Wilson completely misunderstood. He lifted the girl and weighed her gently. "Good thing you didn't lose weight, or your Mama would
